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I made a terrible mistake.

I don't know if you ever had trouble with remembering the multitude of websites you visit every month in the Internet, I really do. Among the things human beings made just right are: 1) bookmarks; 2) bookmark sync.

Well, I freshly installed my Linux but accidentally forgot the .xml archive with all my bookmarks in the live-usb -yeah? guess what - now all my sites are gone. It's been like two hours or so of a frustrated tentative of remembering them. I can't search Google either, they are of a very restricted kind of public.

Tried Google sync, only trash. Why…?

If I could only remember the name of the forums, there is information there that I was planning to use in some article in the future. One of them is a humorous site with a forum, it appeared for the first time as a newspaper column in a Chicago newspaper in 1986. The other is a small forum were I used to collect information on Ancient Rome.

I want my forums back.

;_;

I just spent 40 minutes receiving continuous pain getting 2 fillings from my female dentist (looks to be in her 30s) and 60 minutes prior to that getting a cleaning (scaling of hardened plaque known as tartar) prior to that from a female hygenist (looked to be in her 20s). Since I am a virgin and don't even date or have any female friendships, this is pretty much the most intimate interaction I've ever had with succubi, and it is very strange to me.

Particularly because I haven't been to the dentist in about 10 years and only got around to it recently because of getting my NEETbux and seeing visible cavities in the mirror and feeling pain and realizing I don't want to lose my teeth because I don't want to restrict my options of eating or losing jaw stability in case I get punched during some supermarket chimpout.

I think this falls within the guidelines of rule 2. This isn't romance, this is paid professionals doing their job and me trying not to choke on my own saliva and mucous (I started a horrible throat/nose cold yesterday) or couch and get a hole punctured through my cheek.

That said… some of these pros do have decent mannerisms and even though I realize they must detest me, some primal part of me does kinda buy into it and feel relaxed and cared for. I believe it is part of their training to ask questions, get people to feel at ease, feign interest in their clients. I know that consciously but I have a very active imagination which runs away with me when I'm bored (for some reason they put Ellen on the TV and I'm not assertive enough to ask them to change it) which I think influences subconscious reactions to them.

What was embarrassing to me is casual questions they ask are kinda triggering for my being shamed for society about my lifestyle. She asked if I had plans after my appointment and I said no… then if I was working and I said no…

I think my shame is reducing though because in the past when people would ask me if I was working, I would be misleading and say I was a "temp worker" which is technically true (I worked for a temp agency about 6 years ago) but it implies I work for them recently, which I haven't, because I was late and got fired and I've been too embarrassed (or maybe lazy or prideful to work at minimum wage) to ask my agency if they'd led me try working again…

But since I simply said I wasn't working now, I think I've just gotten more comfortable (lPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

For those who have beards, large or small, how do you grow it out? I’ve tried growing a beard, but my face just irritates the hell out of me when it’s getting long. If you know any remedies for this I’m open to suggestions.

Apprentice living on his own eight months now. Is “adult independence” a meme if you don’t have normie interests? Living same if not worse quality just more bills, and don’t know what to do with myself.

I'm 26 years old, what is the feeling inside feeling after turning 30 years old?

Is it really worse than twenties? I sincerely believe that my situation can not be worse than it is already

I had a dream last night. I was transported to the past in my school. There I saw one of my bullies, but this time I was stronger, I was towering over my bully with my large frame and size. My bully was much smaller than I remembered, he cowered like a rat in a corner about to accept his defeat. With my left hand I grabbed him by the neck, I then took my right hand and used my fingers to shove into his eyes. My fingers wriggled around his sockets and moved around the wet round balls, it felt warm and slimy but it wasn't unpleasant. I felt a great release of delight in getting back at my bully. After years of be oppressed by him I had finally overturned my position of being a victim into being the dominator. I heard his cries for help, his mouth was wide open screaming in pain. Without his eyes he wouldn't be able to see anymore, crippling him made me smile in innocent glee. Now, he would be able to feel as I did when he abused me. I thought it was a fair punishment for him, to pull out his eyes, and letting the blood drip down his face. But it wasn't over. I wouldn't let it end here. I had much more to do, he still has his limbs in tact and his organs remaining. I would have ripped him apart in the next moments but it was then my dream ended and I woke up. I was disappointed that I couldn't continue my punishment. After all, dreams are just dreams, made-up fantasies. I couldn't let go the feeling of pure pleasure when I tortured my bully. I want to feel it again.

What are your crypto holdings?

Any good projects to invest in during this bear market?

I don't get it.

People wash their hands when they come home. But then they touch the things they brought home from outside with their washed hands like groceries or phones.

People wash their vegetables before eating yet don't wash their hands after handling vegetables at the supermarket.

They don't wash their hands before eating a hamburger after handling money.

It all seems a bit inconsistent to me.

Is it worth following modern politics for wizards? Frankly I don't really see the point.

Why do normies always call instead of text? I've already told them I prefer text unless it's something that requires immediate attention, but they insist on always calling. Don't they get that they're just making me feel awkward by impling that only weirdos text?